I went on a 5 day trip to Chennai. Since the trip was adhoc, I did not have any booking done for the travel.

So, I decided to do the college way. When I was in college, if I decided to go home, I would go to the bus-stand and take a bus to the next nearest town. I used to travel from Ramanathapuram Trichy (my home until 2003, until we decided to move back to Chennai). From Ramathapuram, I would go to Paramakudi, then to Sivagangai, then to Thirupathur, then to Pudhukotai and then finally Trichy.

Likewise, I took a flight from Dubai to Bahrain. Bahrain to Mumbai. So, I got out of the International Terminal, went straight to Joe’s house and freshed myself up. Then Joe dropped me off at the domestic terminal. Now, Mumbai airport is prettly confusingly designed. There were 3 domestic terminals. Each terminal had 3 or 4 airlines. I went to the first terminal and asked Kingfisher airlines.

“Do you have a ticket to Chennai?”. “Sorry Sir, No.” came the reply.

Now, Terminal 1 had Kingfisher Airlines, Spice Jet Airline & JetLite Air. Terminal 2 had Indian Airlines, Jet Air & Sahara Air. Terminal 3 had Air Deccan, Indigo Air, GoIn Air (!!).

Each Terminal were like 200m apart. I literally had to walk each counter and each terminal until I made it to Terminal 3 to Indigo Air when they said, that they had a flight at 1 PM and would reach Chennai by 4 PM and it was via Bangalore. I took it, since all the other airlines flew Chennai only after 7 PM. I wonder why they can’t have a counter like Railways. “Any Train, Any Class”.

When I landed in Bangalore at around 3 PM, I had to change flight. I got out of the plane exploring the “ALL NEW AIRPORT - BIAL”. I had some intermediate work in Bangalore at my development office. I was planning to go there some time after my work in Chennai was complete. Now that I was in Bangalore, I thought I might as well cancel the trip to Chennai and get into Bangalore and finish the work and go home.

I went to the Indigo Air counter and asked the lady how much the refund would be if I cancelled the trip to Chennai. It was 900 Rs.

However, I did not want to take a chance with the new airport. So, with out canceling the ticket, I went out of the airport and called a taxi.

I asked taxi driver “Koramangala, how much?”

Taxi driver “Please take pre-paid voucher”.

I went to the pre-paid “Koramangala.”

Counter Clerk “from here it is 1000 Rs (accent car). And sir, you have to wait. Traffic inside the city. The cars are yet to come. It might take an hour for us to get you a taxi.”

“What….?”

I told the counter clerk “from here, Chennai is 900 Rs. and takes 40 minutes.”

I took the flight to Chennai. Whatelse!

With the pressure mounting on the Congress led UPA on the CIVIL Nuclear deal, from a lay man point of view why should India become a Nuclear Civil State.

Lets take the primary sources of power generation in the country

- Power generation by Coal (57%)
- Power generation by Hydro (27%)
- Power generation by Wind (5%)
- Power generation by Thermal (5%)
- Power generation by Gas (1%)
- Power generation by Nuclear (5%)

The today’s installed capacity of power generation in India is around 83288 MW. Out of which the Nuclear capacity is 4100 MW (not even 10%).

As you see coal is the major source of power generation in India. Now, apart from this, our government policy is that “All Villages are to be electrified before 2010).

As of 1991, we had around 5 million villages which needed to be electrified. As on date, we have completed around 1 million only.

Census say that our power consumption would triple by 2015 and where is the country’s capacity to generate power and complete the balance electrification of the villages.

The only solution available is to buy a technology which is proven for power generation and that is Nuclear. I am not sure if the deal would become another Enron, but I am sure that the leaders at this point in time are more worried about meeting the demand than pocketting few Rupees.

The fascination for woman goes way beyond ones imagination. Dubai has been a destination for Indian middle class workforce. These people mostly leave their families back in India and then come and live as bachelors in the labour camps. They get to go to India once in 2 years or so.

The market for such bachelor’s interest on women is unimaginable huge and it operates with so much of ease and rule over the freedom of the said women.

One of our projects was for a Hotel Group Chain (like we have The Welcome Group). We happened to interact with the Chief Engineer a lot. During a weekend, I decided to go around with him to one of the 5 star hotels in Dubai which comes under their control. He often visits hotels belonging to their group to ensure safety standards and best practices. Right from the kitchen to the restroom.

In the hotel, he took me to 3 important cafe’s. Cafe 1 was Mujra style. Cafe 2 was discotheque. Cafe 3 was an English cafe.

He then gave me the details of women “employed” about Cafe 1:

- Their work starts from 9 PM and ends about 5 AM
- They are supposed to dance with whatever dress provided to them in front of an audience.
- The audience if they like the dance, they throw money.
- The women are not allowed to leave the premises of the hotel at anytime
- They are taken out in a group once in a month for a change
- They get paid around 400$ a month.
- The extra money they make is purely the tips they earn.

Cafe 2: He took me to the pavilion just above cafe 2. We watched the Cafe 2 through security camera’s and glass windows.

The DJ was playing music so loud and noisy and it was all Hindi music. All was able to see was boys and girls dancing to the noise. It was such a sad site to see kids who turned just legal or about to get legal dancing and shouting and engaging in public. Some of the older men take advantage of the disco. Sad sight!

Cafe 3: A English cafe for old men who want to watch food ball. There is a rock band who sing classic rock like Credence, Bruce Springsteen, etc. However the point to be noted is that the serving is done by all women again rules of Cafe 1 are applied.

Cafe 1 and Cafe 2 were completely Indian. However, the contrast was too much for me in a day. I was absolutely stunned.

Cafe 1 are women who are driven to this profession due to various situations back in India or some of them are even forced into this profession.

Cafe 2 are girls and boys who have no clue what is in store for them. But think that DJ Music and Discotheque is absolutely cool.

When I returned along with my friend, back to my apartment he told me “See how it is out in hotel industry. This is the worst industry ever to work. But if you are a guest, then the whole thing changes.”

What could you say? I did not know.

Probably, God Bless!